There's some people from my area, Ealdormere (which covers most of Ontario) just at the end including our King at the time, Roak of the Rozaki, and Master Hector of the Black Heights. King Roak accompanied both the armoured combatants and the fencers onto the field despite being on crutches with a torn Achilles tendon. You should have seen the look on the local EMS guys faces when Roak hobbled on to the field.

My family dragged me to it this year. About one in one hundred people had authentic clothing or close enough to make me feel like a geek in my farbware (but at least I was comfortable.) But there were some merchants selling good stuff good replicas of things. As to the fighting I was really surprise to see guys with nothing on their torso, I had thought that some sort of body protection was required.